Ghost daughter-in-law

If one day, my talisman can catch up with the wild pheasant by virtue of its speed, it means that I have succeeded.

But obviously, I am still some distance away from that day.

The next day, I returned empty-handed and returned to the thatched hut. After drinking the bowl of clear soup, I washed and went to bed. This is an unchanging process throughout the day.

But, today, I couldn't sleep all night because I was hungry.I think if it wasn't for the bowl of clear soup that old man Mu had, I wouldn't be able to hold on anymore.

Every day when I wake up, I feel the soul fire in my body is full, as if I have practiced meditation. After so many days of practice, I can already clearly feel that the yin-yang ghost control technique I have learned is using A rapid pace of progress.

On the third day, I still gritted my teeth, cut down a tree before noon, and then went chasing pheasants.With the lessons of the previous two days, I no longer use fancy tricks, and just do it when I go up.

After a frenzied chase, I kept using earth talismans to seal the escape path of a pheasant, and then assisted it with forbidden magic talismans, and finally made the pheasant panic.

This day should be the happiest day of my day, because shortly after dark, I finally caught a pheasant.

Back in the dead wood forest, I used an ax to chop some small branches, lit a fire, and then directly hugged the trees that I had cut down, put them in and burned them directly.

Needless to say, these dead woods are really fire-resistant and flammable. After I cleaned up the chicken, the fire was already very hot.

Roasting chicken is a technical job, but I'm really hungry, so I just roast it indiscriminately, and then gobble it up, even the brittle bones.

After eating, I didn't want to finish it, but I finally had some dry food in my stomach, and I was very satisfied.

I wiped my mouth, hummed my grandfather's favorite ditty, and returned to the thatched cottage. The next procedure was still the same, drinking clear soup, washing up and going to sleep.

When I woke up in the morning, I felt refreshed and indescribably comfortable.

The speed of chopping wood was faster, and this time I was not in a hurry to catch pheasants, but spent some more time splitting the firewood, living a delicate life, burning too much like a whole tree last night. rude.

Fat firewood is also a practice, and now my muscles have fully adapted to this high-intensity practice, and the days of numbness and weakness are far away from me.

Because these firewood is really hard, so I only did some simple processing this time, and then went to catch wild pheasants.

The same trick, the same routine, I caught a pheasant before dark, and then came back to roast it comfortably.This kind of self-reliance made me harden my words a lot.

But to be honest, the wild pheasants here are really difficult, and their spiritual intelligence is not ordinary.

For fifteen days in a row, I passed like this. The old man Mu didn't know what he was busy with all day long, and he didn't see anyone most of the time.

In fifteen days, I already felt that my physical body had made great progress, and I calculated that I could use a hundred axes to cut down a tree.

Chapter 529: Big Pig Head

In the process of practice, it is necessary to record some data, because it can let you know that you are making progress.

Swinging an ax a hundred times can cut down a tree, which is my best record so far, and for those wild game, I can almost catch up with them with pure physical speed.

Seeing it running hard, but unable to escape from the palm of my hand at all, I couldn't express my anger.

I have fully adapted to this intensity of practice, it can no longer bring me the same level of progress at the beginning, I need to increase the intensity, otherwise I will stop.

I have a hunch that the old man Mu will modify the rules in the near future.

Sure enough, as I expected, two days later, when I finished eating the game comfortably that day, sucking my little hand and returning to the door of the thatched cottage, the old man spoke.

"Cultivation of this intensity has no effect on you. Let me revise the rules." Old Mu said as he handed me the bowl of clear soup.

"Speak up! I'm listening!" I am making rapid progress here, and the old man Mu said to increase the intensity, which is what I wish for.

"You now have a certain physical foundation. Tomorrow I will arrange someone to be your opponent. Your goal is to learn attacking skills through actual combat and transform your physical foundation into attack power. Before defeating them, You stop cutting trees and catching game, and I will take care of the food." Old Man Mu finished in one breath.

As soon as I heard it, I was immediately delighted, and I could live a life of being served by others, how could I not be happy?After drinking the clear soup, the old man Mu left, I went to wash up, and fell asleep with a happy mood.

When I woke up in the morning, I asked about the long-lost smell of rice, got out of bed and opened the door, and saw that old man Mu had cooked another table of food, which was delicious.

I didn't say anything else, I just went up for a meal. After I was full, the old man Mu didn't ask me to pack my things, but told me to go out directly. When I walked to the door, he told me, "This time, you are not allowed Use talisman, simply use the power of your body to fight against them, understand? If I find out that you used talisman, you will be finished!"

"Understood!" I replied, and then walked out of the thatched hut, but my heart became uneasy, because I just heard that Old Man Mu was talking about them.

Could it be that it is not one person who is fighting against me today, but many individuals?

Suspicious, I quickly walked to the dead wood forest. Suddenly, I heard the sound of a monkey calling. I followed the sound and saw nearly a dozen monkeys hanging on the dead tree, looking at me with their heads swaying.

These monkeys have strong physiques, and their small eyes turn like real people.Could this be the opponent that old man Mu arranged for me?

I am still very resistant to using monkeys as my opponents.However, after so many days, what the old man made me do was very meaningful, so I still walked into the dead wood forest.

As soon as one of my feet stepped into the dead wood forest, a dozen or so monkeys began to stir. Their calls seemed to be communicating. Soon, they cooperated and faintly surrounded me.

They showed a full tendency to violence. I have already put on a posture, and I can be [-]% sure that the ten or so monkeys in front of me were recruited by Old Man Mu to test me.

Now I am in a passive state, because the other party has a large number of people, and they are not reckless and impatient, but they surrounded me first. I saw that among the dozen or so monkeys, one has a particularly strong physique, and its color is very strong. It is also more colorful. If I guess correctly, it must be the boss of these monkeys.

It was the monkey boss who yelled, and it attacked me first, and a dozen monkeys rushed towards me. I was prepared, but I couldn't beat four legs with one punch. I couldn't defend against the front. Stay behind.

The raindrops of fists landed on my back, not to mention how painful it was, every punch sitting on my body felt like I was hit by a big truck.

Now, I no longer dare to underestimate these monkeys, but when I was serious and started to fight back against them, I found that these monkeys spread out and walked around me at a very fast speed.

Their speed was so fast that they almost left an afterimage in the air. What's even more frightening was that they didn't forget to attack me while showing their terrifying speed.

At this time, the roles seemed to be reversed, I was the monkey being teased, and they were the ones feeding on me.

On this day, it can no longer be said to be cultivation, but complete abuse.

When I came out of the dead wood forest with a bruised nose and a swollen face, the old man Mu was still standing at the door of the thatched cottage. Because it was noon, I didn't have clear soup to greet me.

But I can tell that this stinky old man is obviously suppressing his laughter. He wants to laugh at me, but he is embarrassed. I suddenly feel that this stinky old man wants to punish me in the name of cultivation, but I can't find any evidence .

Back at the dining table in the thatched cottage, I was full, and the old man put a bottle of ointment into my hand, saying that rubbing it on the wound would relieve the pain.

"This old man has a conscience!" I said to myself.

This ointment is black, and it feels cool when rubbed on the wound. As the old man Mu said, it can really relieve the pain.But before I can recover much, I have to go back to the deadwood forest and continue to be abused.

These monkeys are really a combination of speed and strength, so fast that I can't catch their figures at all. With that power, every time I am hit, it is like being hit by a big truck.

I was tortured inside for another whole afternoon. I was almost bruised from the beating, my face was swollen like a pig's head, and I almost couldn't open my eyes.

After sunset, I went back to the door of the thatched hut, drank the bowl of clear soup, and started eating with Old Man Mu.

During the meal, due to excessive swelling, I would touch the wound when I opened my mouth, not because it was delicate, but because it really hurt, so I ate every meal carefully.

In the end, the old man Mu, who was holding back his laughter, couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

"Smelly old man, do you have any sympathy? You can still laugh when I am like this." I angrily put down my job and said angrily.

"No, look for yourself, it's really too funny!" The old man Mu laughed so hard that his body twitched, and then he took out a mirror from nowhere and put it in front of me.